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{{cite web}}: CS1 maint: unfit URL (link){{cite web}}: CS1 maint: unfit URL (link){{cite web}}: CS1 maint: unfit URL (link)Born at London's St. Joseph's Hospital on Oct. 7, 1978 as the first of three – her siblings are Daniel and Kayleen – to Sandra, a nurse, and Lance, a truck driver, McAdams grew up in a brick house on a quiet block of Chestnut Street in St. Thomas.
...a daughter, Rachel Anne, November 17th, 1978...
Ms. McAdams, who grows more appealing with every new role, makes the most of her underdeveloped character, Claire, the goody-two-shoes daughter of a powerful politician (Christopher Walken, doing his usual weird thing, but doing it well).
Ms. McAdams, in any case, is a perfectly charming actress and performs gamely as the third wheel of this action-bromance tricycle. But Irene, though she figures in a few of Conan Doyle's stories, feels in this movie more like a somewhat cynical commercial contrivance. She offers a little something for the ladies — who, according to airtight Hollywood corporate logic, are more likely to see a movie like this one if there's a feisty woman in it — and also something for the lads, who, much as they may dig fights and explosions and guns and chases, also like girls.
As might be expected, Ms. McAdams plays her role exceptionally well: as the young actress on the verge of the big time, who can win the boy, tame the beast, flash her panties and make you smile without making you cringe, she is a natural. Now, if she can just persuade Mr. Abrams to give her a role worthy of them both. More than 20 years ago, Holly Hunter played an unapologetically smart female professional with a quiver full of comebacks: "It must be nice," her boss says "to always think you're the smartest person in the room." To which she admits, "No, it's awful." By contrast, Ms. McAdams has to rely on her dimples to get by. She does, but she could do better.
Back in the daylight world of 21st-century Paris, he must contend with a materialistic fiancée (a superbly speeded-up Rachel McAdams;
When they are on the screen together here, there is enough physical charm and emotional warmth to distract from the threadbare setting and the paper-thin plot.
...a daughter, Rachel Anne, November 17th, 1978...
Born at London's St. Joseph's Hospital on Oct. 7, 1978 as the first of three – her siblings are Daniel and Kayleen – to Sandra, a nurse, and Lance, a truck driver, McAdams grew up in a brick house on a quiet block of Chestnut Street in St. Thomas.
Ms. McAdams, who grows more appealing with every new role, makes the most of her underdeveloped character, Claire, the goody-two-shoes daughter of a powerful politician (Christopher Walken, doing his usual weird thing, but doing it well).
Ms. McAdams, in any case, is a perfectly charming actress and performs gamely as the third wheel of this action-bromance tricycle. But Irene, though she figures in a few of Conan Doyle's stories, feels in this movie more like a somewhat cynical commercial contrivance. She offers a little something for the ladies — who, according to airtight Hollywood corporate logic, are more likely to see a movie like this one if there's a feisty woman in it — and also something for the lads, who, much as they may dig fights and explosions and guns and chases, also like girls.
As might be expected, Ms. McAdams plays her role exceptionally well: as the young actress on the verge of the big time, who can win the boy, tame the beast, flash her panties and make you smile without making you cringe, she is a natural. Now, if she can just persuade Mr. Abrams to give her a role worthy of them both. More than 20 years ago, Holly Hunter played an unapologetically smart female professional with a quiver full of comebacks: "It must be nice," her boss says "to always think you're the smartest person in the room." To which she admits, "No, it's awful." By contrast, Ms. McAdams has to rely on her dimples to get by. She does, but she could do better.
Back in the daylight world of 21st-century Paris, he must contend with a materialistic fiancée (a superbly speeded-up Rachel McAdams;
When they are on the screen together here, there is enough physical charm and emotional warmth to distract from the threadbare setting and the paper-thin plot.
